Nitin Sawhney - Eastern Eyes

For the eastern eyes of a life reborn When the western skies of a broken dawn In the first embrace of a haunted smile With the hopeful eyes of an alien child I was taken by the hand from the ocean to the sand From the half-light to the day I have come to find my way I have come to find my way In the burning sheets of a neighbour's pain With the sweat of a night and the summer rain In the cry of birth and the death of fear For the hope of a light and the joy of tears I was taken by the hand from the ocean to the sand From the half-light to the day I have come to find my way I have come to find my way From the tainted screen of a surgeon mind From the tear-stained face of a haunted kind From the shade of death and the flame of life From the ??est blade of a surgeon's knife I was taken by the hand from the ocean to the sand From the half-light to the day I have come to find my way I have come to find my way Eastern, eastern eyes... your eyes For these eastern, eastern, eastern, eastern eyes For these eastern, eastern eyes For these eastern eyes Eastern eyes (3x) Eastern, eastern, eastern eyes (2x) Eastern, eastern eyes